Illya's death made Mutsu furious. The veins in the hand that Illya had clenched before her death were now exposed, and the joints made crisp sounds.

His eyes filled with rage stared fixedly at the assassin he had seriously injured before, as if he was pronouncing his death sentence.

The assassin did not feel scared. On the contrary, he had a calm smile on his face. As Lukasman's most capable subordinate, he had completed his task perfectly.

The moment the mission began, he already knew his result. At this time, he was just lamenting the hardships he had endured over the years.

But what surprised everyone was that Mutsu did not kill him, or even ask someone to take her away. Instead, he hurriedly left the earth with Illya's body and returned to his main ship. Only the hand

He kept holding it angrily.

After returning to the main ship, Mutsu did not pay attention to Illya's body anymore. He just casually ordered his followers to deal with it properly, and hurried to the secret room.

Although Mutsu was not surprised by the betrayal of his cronies just now, he still increased his vigilance against everyone, so he did not return to the cab directly.

"Crack!"

It wasn't until the door of the secret room was locked that Mutsu released his angry fist. A diamond-shaped crystal appeared in his palm. Illya's blood stains had solidified on it, making it a bit more rumored.

This is a unique memory of the Zulu people. It will be implanted into the body of every Zulu star after birth. It is equivalent to the second brain of the Zulu star and is responsible for recording some important things.

For example, when a Zulu star is attacked and dies outside, as long as the memory is searched, the scene can be restored and the real culprit can be found.

Usually, no one will separate the memory from the body even after death. After all, it is also part of the owner's memory, and it will only appear perfect if it dissipates with the owner in the universe.

But Illya didn't think so. The information recorded in the memory was enough to fulfill her last wish, even though there was too much privacy in it that she didn't want others to peep into.

But on the verge of death, Illya still made the difficult decision to strip off the memory and send it to Mutsu's hands. This is also the reason why Mutsu returned in a hurry.

Without wiping it, Mutsu directly put the bloody memory into the analyzer, and pictures were projected into the secret room.

Mutsu flipped through it quickly, directly deleting the useless outdated scenes, leaving only a few important scenes of Illya's exploration of the earth after the accident.

"Hahahahaha!"

Hearty laughter echoed in the secret room, but he couldn't get out, leaving Mutsu alone to enjoy the joy at this time.

"Farrar, Lukasman, when I break into that seabed, it will be your end."

"Hahahahaha..."

Mutsu's sinister laughter rang out again. It turned out that Illya accidentally knew the entrance to the clone's hidden base not long ago...

After several years of searching, nothing was found. Illya, who had just replenished her energy, was floating alone on the sea, and it was difficult to find life in her eyes.

It's not that she is really going to die, it's just that she has no nostalgia for this world and this is the last chance she gives herself.

If she can't find information that can make Farrar pay the price this time, she will sink herself to the bottom of the sea forever.

At the beginning, it seemed that fate was not favoring her. After several months of searching, she still found nothing.

, several trips to the seabed and to the surface did not reveal any useful information.

With reluctance and despair, Illya once again swam toward the bottom of the sea that had been explored before.

However, the earth's crust here moved at this time, and huge energy fluctuations set off a huge underwater storm. Illya also fell into a coma in this storm.

When Illya woke up, she found herself lying in a quiet tent, and a woman was wiping her wounds.

Keen intuition told Ilya that the woman who saved her was a clone. Ilya, who instinctively wanted to take revenge, found that she had been injured to the point where she could not move at all.

The resentment that had just risen in her eyes was covered by Illya's eyes and replaced by her twitching body.

In this way, Illya regained her ability to move a few days later, but a few days of rest had already made her understand one thing - her abilities were limited, and she had to spread everything here to cause harm to Farrar.

Illya walked out of the tent with a kind face, perfectly hiding her resentment.

However, the replicants did not relax their guard against her. After all, the two sides were incompatible enemies, but they did not kill a weak woman mercilessly.

In the following life, Illya perfectly showed her weak side, telling the clone beside her the pain of losing her son, and the sadness of searching for the clone husband all these years.

Because the replicants have a pure heart under the guidance of Nuwa, even when Ilia is his enemy, he still can't help but sympathize with her plight.

Finally, out of sympathy for Illya, a clone woman told her husband Puli about her entering the hidden space.

After getting the news, Pulley had no doubt at all. After all, they had had a long and happy time.

However, when Puli overcame numerous obstacles and came to the outer area to meet Illya, he found that Illya had changed.

Although she performed as well as before, she was even more considerate than before in some aspects, making Puli feel more comfortable.

But that kind of deliberately created behavior still couldn't escape Puli's personal feelings, because he really loved Illya deeply and never forgot it.

Finally, one night alone, Pulley asked what was in his heart: "Can't you really give up hatred and stay and start our lives again?"

Illya was stunned for a moment, and then laughed. This was the most comfortable and relaxing time she had ever laughed in the hidden space, and it was also the most ferocious time.

"Because of you, because of Farrar, our child died in front of me, and I couldn't do anything about it. Can you understand how I felt at that time?"

"You ask me to give up? I have nothing left, what else can I give up?"

"I want everything that happened to me to be retributive on Farrar, and let him see his son and daughter die in front of him, but he can do nothing."

Illya's voice was very calm, as if she was talking about someone else's affairs, without any emotion.

Because of this, Puli also took back the words he originally intended to persuade her. He knew Illya too well, and her heart was really dead.

In fact, Puli is not the same, although due to his identity, he must stay in the team of clones, and even have to be enemies with the Zulu aliens.

But when he learned that his son died in France,

When Lal was in his hands, he was furious and even secretly prepared for revenge.

But Farrar came to apologize in person and explained the reason to him. In order to save the lives of more replicants, it was Farrar's last resort at that time.

Although Puli did not want to accept this result, it was a fact after all. Farrar did what he did for their clones. Although it was more because of Nuwa, they were also the beneficiaries.

So Puli finally chose to let go of his hatred and live a life of waiting for death. It wasn't until he heard the news that Illya was looking for him that he gained hope again.

But fate just played a joke on him. Once something is lost, it is lost. Even if it comes back to his hands, it will no longer have the same taste.

"Just be prepared. In five days they will enter the ocean through the outer perimeter. I'll see if there's any chance I can send you away from here."

The smile on Puli's face these days has disappeared, and it looks exactly like the expression on Illya's loveless face when she was on the sea.

"you......"

Illya was a little surprised. After all, Puli was a clone, and he knew better than anyone what it meant.

"I've already felt sorry for my son, and I can't feel sorry for you anymore."

Pulli interrupted Illya's words, stood up and walked towards the outside of the tent, his back looking a little more desolate.

When one foot had already stepped out of the tent, Puli paused and looked back at Illya, with the disappearing warmth still remaining in his eyes.

"If you can really go out, I hope you will think about it carefully. Revenge is not necessarily your best choice. The consequences it will bring may be something that neither you nor I can bear."

Leaving his last concern behind, Puli left as if he would never come back.

For five days, Puli really seemed to have disappeared and never came to see Illya again.

Although this caused inexplicable fluctuations in Illya's already dead heart, it was not enough to change anything. She had already begun secretly preparing everything.

In the early morning of the sixth day, Pulli came to Illya's tent with scars all over his body. Without much communication, he threw her a doubling robot jacket.

Obviously, Puli paid a high price for today's escape, but Illya did not wear the doubled-up robot jacket. For her, the Zulu body was already powerful enough.

Puli was not surprised, the Zulu people had always been so arrogant.

They quietly sneaked out of the residential area and passed through several mountains. When the virtual sun rose, they found the place where Puli had hidden the spaceship.

This is a simple spaceship that looks more like a fishing boat. If Puli hadn't been engaged in spacecraft construction, he probably wouldn't have been able to build such a simple spaceship.

After all, this is a controlled material and no one can obtain it without permission.

However, even with such a crude spaceship, Puli almost lost his life. He risked his life to steal several of its core components.

The wounds on his body were also caused by those defense systems, but fortunately this was not the first time this happened, so he was not discovered.
Chapter completed!